The only pet cute wife, Mo Shao's apex treasure

"Who is this person? It seems to have come over."

The people around were all stunned on the spot, mostly discussing who this strange face was.

Someone laughed excitedly, "It doesn't matter who he is, I just know it's mine. This face, this perfect figure, it's simply not too charming!"

"Just ask. If it's a rookie player, I will definitely invest in it. Don't you all compete with me!"

The limelight of Li Kun's appearance was instantly overshadowed.

Everyone was talking about it, and even Zhao Meimei's face was extremely ugly.

But Du Dubai Xi Ran froze in place, a blush color appeared on her cheeks for no reason...

This grandpa... since when did he play such a high-profile game!

Didn't he never show his face before?
At this time, the visitor had already stepped into the vip hall, and when he saw the crowd, his thick eyebrows were inadvertently frowned, "Sorry, please let me go."

"Ah... May I ask who you are here? No, no, may I ask who you are?"

The people around are talking incoherently, excited or not.

But the man stretched his long legs, stepped straight over, and stopped in front of the woman at the front under the gazes of everyone waiting.

"Is he here to find that woman?"

Zhao Meimei was pulled away by her friend, and put her arms around her chest in annoyance.

"What are you afraid of? You're just a rookie. How can you compare to Li Kun?"

"Yes, yes, Li Kun is the king of the arena. If there is no dark horse out today, he should be the champion. This woman is not afraid of making a fool of herself?"

In the midst of everyone's discussion, the handsome man had already lightly clasped Bai Xiran's hand.

The man's unhurried movements, coupled with the natural noble aura around him, is like a distinguished guest in a glass box, with his own aura in every gesture.

Amidst the discussion among the crowd, she gently bowed her head and kissed Bai Xiran on the cheek.

Bowing his head, he took out a medal-shaped object from his bosom and handed it to her.

"Like it?"

"What it is?"

"He seems to have pulled out a... medal?"

Zhao Meimei sneered, "How is it possible, at most it's just a souvenir for the first time participating, how can he have the ability to win prizes casually..."

Every time they come to the arena, the reason why Zhao Meimei and others never use family tickets to go to the VIP hall is because of the scene where Li Kun came to look for him after he left the arena.

Especially when he won the championship, he didn't know how many envious eyes came over him.

Not to mention Li Kun's failure now, even this bit of limelight has been taken away by others, how can she bear it?
But the next moment, the waiter next to him gasped and yelled, "Championship medal! You are the NO.12 contestant!"

"What? NO.12? The one who just won the championship!"

"So the NO.12 contestant is so handsome! I thought Li Kun was already charming enough, but looking at it now, it's not as good as one ten-thousandth..."

"That's not right, one is just immature and delicate, and the other... is the face of a domineering president at the perfect level, ahh, I'm dead."

"The competition on the field is about strength, who cares about face? A group of superficial women!" Zhao Meimei couldn't help but yelled angrily.

The person next to her glanced at her, apparently familiar with Zhao Meimei for a long time, and said coolly after hearing the words: "In terms of strength, they also won just now."

In the crowd, someone seemed to know the inside story, "Are you really Li Kun's girlfriend? Why don't you even know about Li Kun's relationship with this person?"